Hans Christian Andersen

(2 April 1805 – 4 August 1875 / Odense)

A. Oehlenschläger


Aladdins Slot med Sølv og Guld Du satte,
Dit Digter-Slot har dog langt større Skatte:
En Verden med Bedrift, med Fryd og Sorg.
Vi følge Hakon Jarl til Thoras Borg;
I Trondhjems Kirke Axel Valborg mister,
Bag Skovens Hang Coreggios Hjerte brister,
Den lille Hyrdedreng vi følge vil,
I Skoven see vi paa dit Aftenspil.
Vi dele med Amine Fryd og Sorg,
Ved Maan'skin gaae vi til din Røverborg,
Stolt Nordens Guder sees paa Nattens Sky,
Du har til Livet kaldt dem frem paany,
De dele med Dig, hvad Du selv dem gav:
Et evigt Navn, der trodser Død og Grav.

Submitted: Monday, July 02, 2012
Edited: Monday, July 02, 2012

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